A review by evayz01
The Hurting Kind by Ada Limón

5.0

Why did I wait so long to read Ada Limon? Her poetry feels like home, the home where I grew up in southern Indiana: gentle and devastating. The flowers, the trees, the birds - the layer of magic that comes from knowing them by name. The harshness and beauty of berry picking and visiting the cemetery, experiencing life and death as a woman and a whole being in a web of living beings. At first it was so light, and suddenly I was tearing up on the sidewalk.